Third Person’s POV

Lorelei was sweet and a little girlish. Especially when she blinked, a faint smile would appear at the corners of her mouth, like a rose blooming quietly in the night..

Her rosy pheromones carried a captivating sweetness. Most men, even the most self–disciplined, would be tempted.

Their pupils would be drawn to the hint of amber in her eyes.

But Leon seemed completely oblivious to her beauty and charm. His pine pheromones remained steady focused solely on the discount for coffee beans.

He said, “Whatever discount you give my boss, give me the same.”

Lorelei laughed, her eyes shimmering with coquettishness. Her rosy pheromones thickened. “I can’t do that. Let me properly thank you for letting me go first. If you come to my shop, I’ll give you half a pound free for every pound you buy. How about that?”

Her pupils contracted, hiding a sly determination.

Leon brightened. His pine pheromones rippled with delight. “It’s a deal.”

“Deal!” Lorelei smiled at him, her smile like a valley lily–cool yet stunning.

Her rosy pheromones swirled, trying to entwine with his.

But Leon shifted his gaze to Jose, whose slow movements were truly testing his patience.

Turning back to Lorelei, Leon said clearly, “Aren’t you hungry? Why aren’t you eating?”

Lorelei raised a slender hand, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing ruby–red earrings.

A faint wolf–claw shadow on her fingertips added to her coquettishness. “Seeing you, I got so happy I’m not -hungry anymore.”

Her rosy pheromones turned cloyingly sweet.

earlier? I let you go

ripple of helplessness surfaced

Lorelei

the Mexican taco with utmost elegance, barely opening her lips and

his pine pheromones turned

thin–skinned,

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Chapter 529

Audrey could finish one in a few bites, but Wilorina ate so

like someone who was starving.

on going first? This woman probably wasn’t

beans were cheap, he wouldn’t

a pound free” offer was

beans were moldy and

twitched slightly

gracefully, thinking how

+5 Free Coins

so she’d come here every day recently to get familiar with

when she appeared tonight, Jose would recognize

Olson, your order’s

paid, and with his wolfish

said, his pine pheromones softening a

sighed, “You’re too kind, Mr.

few days,” Leon said, turning to Wilorina, “I’m off

up at him through the steam from the tacos, her face mysterious. Her rosy pheromones swirled in

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